C983 Button after Button

The best thing Bao Muchuan could think of was to keep her in his arms.

Bao Muchuan lowered his gaze and saw the peach blossoms on her shoulders. Bao Muchuan wanted to push her away, but stopped himself.

She tore off her arms from his waist, straightened her arms, and pulled back the collars of the chiffon that had fallen from her shoulders, one by one, with crystal buttons.

Perhaps, as a man